The thing about little kids is that they're really stupid. No child under 3 years old has ever uttered anything that made me re-evaluate my outlook on life or even give a sincerely interested response like, "That's quite interesting" or, "What a marvelously insightful argument you raise, my dear tot.
Did you know: one out of every four college women have survived a rape or an attempted rape since their fourteenth birthday?
"You wanted to go to the United States? Well, now deal with it!" I remember with a smile my roommate teasing me one spring day last year when I was still back home in France.
Days like today make me glad I'm a girl. One of the lead headlines on CNN.com is "Mom delivers 16th child, thinking of more." The love she has for her 16 blessings "from the Lord" almost inspires me to have one of my own.
Many students try to make life easier for themselves by schlepping their stuff into off-Grounds housing.But as they sign leases for off-Grounds housing for the 2006-07 academic year, students should anticipate some mixed experiences with their first landlords. Third-year College student Michal Duvdevani said she is very happy with her current living situation in University Heights but had a horrible experience when she first moved off Grounds. "They just didn't care," Duvdevani said, referring to the landlords.
Need to tell someone that cheesecake is the love of your life? Want to let someone know about your Calculus woes?
In the spirit of whimsy, miscellany, and other words ending in y-sounds, I have decided to blatantly copy The Cavalier Daily managing board's occasional lead editorial and present to you: "U.Va.
Fun fact about U.Va.: Walking down the pathway to Cabell over the Amphitheater humming the "Star Wars Imperial Death March" makes the colonnades seem like storm troopers standing at attention as I, their tyrant ruler, walk past.
It was only her first semester at the University, but Engineering student Katie Brown was already struggling in math. "I had to switch out because I thought that I was going to fail the class because I couldn't relate to the way the teacher was teaching," Brown said. Her troubles started, she explained, with a teacher who was not compatible with her style of learning. "What does it mean when a student says, 'You know what?
Apple. Coco. Denim. Kal-el. Ireland. What do these seemingly random words and syllables have in common? For students keeping up with celebrity baby-making and child-naming, the answer is obvious: the unusual names celebrities give their babies. Such uncommon names have been popping up more often as celebrities seem to have been popping out more babies. University students said they have noticed the abundance of pregnant superstars, and they have something to say about this trend. Third-year College student Chelsey Jones said she thinks having babies is in vogue right now for celebrities, and this trend is not necessarily something new. "I think for celebrities, having babies is a huge fad right now -- and so is naming children weird," Jones said.
A cheek swab may be all it takes to save the life of an internatio-nally recognized musician as well as many other people throughout the world.
They say that a rolling stone gath-ers no moss, but there's no denying that Mick Jagger has acquired a certain patina as he's rocked through the ages.
Yeah, that's right: real hippies." The drunken gentleman behindme and my friend Rachel wore a tie-dyed shirt that said "Stoned at the Stones" on it. He probably has a wife named Sally, two kids, a cocker spaniel and takes medication for minor hypertension. But he was here last week to rock out with Mick. One day, I thought to myself, I will be that man too. The last two weeks reaffirmed why I listen to music, go to concerts and specifically, why I wish I could move my hips the way 62-year-old Mick Jagger does. I saw Coldplay at Nissan Pavilion a few weeks ago, for the closing show of their American tour. "It was life-changing," I said to my friend Nick a few days later. His response is unprintable in a respectable college daily newspaper. Laugh it up, I can take your worst shots. I love Coldplay. I can't help it.
Oh no you're fasting! I'm so sorry," is a common remark that greets me upon initial encounters with my well-wishing non-Muslim friends as the month of Ramadan begins.
Each week, The Cavalier Daily asks a student 25 questions and allows him or her to eliminate five of them.
How many times has this happened to you? You're walking to class, taking your time, with no particular reason to rush.
I've been to a lot of concerts in my time. I've seen big bands, little bands, good bands, bad bands, rubber bands -- you name it, I've had that experience. And while it wasn't the most fantastic show I've ever witnessed, The Rolling Stones concert is something I won't forget for a long time. It all began with a press pass.
Your parents boasted about seeing The Rolling Stones when they were strapping British rebels complete with skulls and rattlesnakes.
There was a time in the not-so-distant past (read: five days ago) when my weekend wish list consisted of nothing more than logging some quality hours at an ultra-fratastic gathering on Rugby Road or surrounding areas.
Last Friday found many students travel-ing around Virginia for a reason unrelated to Monday's reading holiday.
